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circumstances
And turn a blind eye to conscience while
Lucifer dances this lesson I learned came
With a price growing up believing that death
Was just a way

Rolling over in the morning light
Thinking of you laying by my side
Keep forgetting I'm away from home
In another hotel on my own

Curse

been fightin' with my heart, so it been hard for the sleep, I trade my happiness for money, cause it's all that I need, and it's a letter to D3, woah,

(Chorus)
We own/on the block (x3)
And you know we keep it hot
We own the block (x3)
Making money on every lot
We own the block (x3)
Serve it up

the matrix, eyes closed, naked
Patron got you wasted, eyes red, hays lit
You locked cause girls tell now you spend days in
The jail cells pacing three by three

you’re my prize possessions
The perfect three of many blessings
I will sacrifice myself so no one else can take my place and teach you lessons
Let me start

I thought you didn't believe me
Now I am on TV
Look Ma I am on TV
Look Dad I am on TV
I thought you didn't believe me
Acting so blind like you're

can’t afford it cause it’s nonstop
Twenty-Four seven, three-sixty five is my grind, and it’s a damn crime
That it ain’t my time
I’ll get my shine
But you

hope one day
You see me on the tv
I cried tears
When I wrote this verse
I know that you believe me
Tryna catch a flight
So one day you see me
Like in 3

i find myself 
I fulfill my own dreams
Every time i power up I’m haunted by my own screams
GK here your time is up bitch you on the wrong team
Held me

afraid, just breathe and wait (Ps 37:7)
And blessed is he that's not offended by me (Mt 11:6)

Are you really the one (Mt 11:3)
The man who walks on storms

night
Take my pain outta sight
I'll face my troubles by tomorrow and I'd rather go blind
Stumbling in the dark
Knocked my brain off the park
These blue

Ridin thru the city 
Grindin tryna get by 
I don't wanna get used by u 
My hearts not 4 that 
No 2 X 2 
Why can't u see 
Who blind u 
U was lost

a tune for the times
I had a bad experience wit a racist mufucka online
All by design
Sitting right inside a lie to get the folks riled up
Blind leading

shits great 
You My Ride or die
By My side 
Make it Happen 
Till the day we die 


I Can tell by the way 
That we started 
That I need Your 
Body Right

the earth are neighboring tracts and gardens of vines and green crops, and dead
Palms growing out two or three from a single stem root, or otherwise from one

every time I take a step
Type to ride 'round, fuck a car take a jet
I can't get blind by the money, all I need is bread, yea
I can't get blind by

don't want the beef

Been ballin' on niggas, I just hit another three I just hit another three
Dame Lillard in his prime, game time, grab a seat It's my

his
Hand in due time
I kept it so muthafuckin real wit
Chu that I was blind
Cuz I was to busy showing love
I ain’t see the signs
When you needed me

Here We Go [Bonus Track]

Master P

I Miss My Homies

1997

went from cheddar to cheese from powder to cooked rocks 
From the ghetto to the lakes 
(to the lakes 3rd ward, Caliope) 
Slangin' thangs in the hood

"We got news for ya" --> scratched by DJ Premier

Chorus: Guru and Hannibal

[Guru] While they devise our demise, we grow wise
[Hann] Upset the set

the bible, super glued to my hand

It's not called abuse, it's called sibling rivalry
And it's always three against me, three against me
No one calls it

by pied piper
Blind leading the blind, three mice is a blind cypher
I caught you by the toe, got you in a bind tiger
Poking holes up in your logic, set

the same damn way)
All women scum (Oh)
Get the fuck away from me, yeah (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
I was blinded by love (I was blind)
But now I can see, yeah